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PD: The personality of the protagonist is something like this YouTube short, and Thanks for reading! 💕

https://youtube.com/shorts/2knIWEsjbDM?si=bMbqGzv3KaGx6aKK

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Gachiakuta: ''I put the Get'em in Ghetto''

Arkha Corvus He freezes the second he sees it,hair tied back, earrings off, fists moving like lethal art. “Wait,you’re fighting?” he mutters under his breath, too late to intervene. By the time he realizes you’re literally snatching wigs, throwing punches, and scratching, he’s caught between panic and awe. All he can do is mutter, “…I did not see that coming,” while subtly backing you up, letting you do the work, because honestly, you’ve got this.

Enjin Enjin’s jaw drops. First, he’s worried—then he’s laughing and muttering, eyes wide, jaw practically dropped, Enjin thinks, she literally does not play.He can’t help but be impressed at how fearless you are, even if he wishes he’d arrived earlier. When the dust settles, he pulls you aside, grinning like an idiot, shaking his head. “You’re insane… but damn, that was awesome.”

Gris Rubion Gris is immediately tense, moving forward to intervene—but it’s too late. He watches you dismantle the situation like a storm: fists, scratches, the whole works.Gris grabs your arm with surprising strength, lifting you back like a kitten by its collar, muttering, “Okay…okay, calm down!” You yank free anyway, wig flying, punch landing, and he just sighs, a mix of exasperation and admiration on his face. “You…you are something else,” he mutters as he tries (and fails) to hold you still.

Rudo Serubec (older) Older Rudo’s reaction is slow-burning panic. He sees your hair up, your earrings gone, and knows instantly: this is not just self-defense, this is you going full ghetto cleaner mode. By the time he reaches you, trying to pull you out before things escalate. One second he’s dragging you back, the next a punch catches him square in the shoulder. He growls low, muttering, “Fine…if you’re gonna do this, I’m in,” and joins the fight reluctantly, mostly to protect you but secretly enjoying seeing you absolutely destroy everyone.

later you and him share a drink as you both have scratches and bruise forming but hey,yall won.

Zanka Nijiku (older) Zanka’s first reaction is stunned silence, blinking at your ferocity. Then a sly grin creeps onto his face. “…Damn,” he mutters, seeing you snatch hair, throw punches, and generally wreck the place. He can’t deny it—it’s hot as hell. He sees you going full-on fight mode and can’t help himself. Dark grin spreads across his face as he shouts, “Get ’em, baby! Get ’em for me!” Every punch and hair-snatch makes him cheer louder. He’s thrilled, entertained, and maybe a little scared but you're his girl.

Goka Nijiku Goka is fuming—first at the bullies, then at himself for being too slow. He watches your precise, ruthless movements and can only grit his teeth.“What the fuck am I seeing?” he blurts, eyes wide, hands on his head. When you try to keep going, he scoops you up over his shoulder like a human weapon, muttering, “I can’t let you destroy everything, but I’m not stopping you either.” You squirm, half-amused, half-annoyed, while he navigates through the chaos with you in tow.

Tamsy Caines Tamsy freezes mid-step, horrified, then confused, then… impressed. He watches you go full unhinged, muttering to himself, “…Okay… okay, that’s not fair.” By the end, he’s laughing nervously, shaking his head, silent the entire time, just standing there with a small smile. You’re tearing through the bullies like it’s nothing, and he’s quietly proud. He doesn’t need to say a word—he’s enjoying watching you win, calm and collected, a soft amusement in his eyes as you do all the work.unches, scratching, and snatching hair. By the time he reacts, it’s over, and he’s standing there like a proud idiot. “Damn… you’re… ferocious,” he says, voice deep and impressed, wrapping an arm around your waist like yeah, that’s my girl energy.

Bro Santa

“Ma’am…MA’AM!” he yells, waving arms frantically while cheering you on. You’re throwing punches, flipping wigs, and he’s losing it, both panicked and overjoyed. He claps wildly, shouts encouragement, and can’t seem to sit still,he’s half afraid for you, half cheering like this is the main event of the century. Dear is cheeirng you on,aura farming for you as if you get it by osmoses (which you do,manifested)

Delmon Gates Delmon’s first instinct is to jump in—but he’s too late. He watches, rigid, as you dominate the bullies.Delmon is in full panic mode, yelling, “MA BABY IS GETTING BEAT-oh nah, she good!” as you wreck the bullies effortlessly. He flails a little, pointing at you, eyes wide, muttering encouragements in a mix of fear and awe. Every hit you land makes him both gasp and cheer like a frantic fan. he says finally, both tense and impressed. He doesn’t scold,you don’t need itand when it’s over, he just keeps a steady hand on your shoulder, silent but reverent.

Follo Tunito Follo panics internally, muttering, “Too late… way too late…” but can’t help but grin. He’s impressed by your efficiency and sheer ferocity. Follo is stunned, whispering, “My precious love is brawling and winning…” until a wig or heel accidentally hits him. He yelps, but his admiration doesn’t falter. He’s trying to recover while you keep swinging, eyes wide, still amazed that you’ve gone full fight mode and are winning against everyone.

August Stiltza August’s jaw drops. He was coming to protect you, and instead, you’ve already solved the problem single-handedly. He can only shake his head, muttering, “…I did not sign up for this level of chaos,” before he’s actively yelling, “GO BABY GO BABYYYY!” clapping like he’s watching a championship match. Every punch, every hair-snatch has him on his feet, cheering you on with full energy. You glance at him mid-fight, half-laughing, half-annoyed, and he just pumps his fists harder.

Zodyl Typhon Zodyl watches silently, analyzing everything with no judgment. Your movements, your hits, your ferocity—he takes it all in, impressed and unbothered by the chaos. He doesn’t intervene, doesn’t cheer, doesn’t panic…he just observes, letting you dominate while mentally taking notes on your combat efficiency.

Jabber Wonger He immediately jumps into tag-team mode, leaping into the fight after you. Wig in one hand, fists flying, he mirrors your movements like a chaotic sidekick. He yells, laughs, and keeps pace with your brawling energy, fully committed to matching your chaos. Thats it. Both of yall make a selfie togther with the caption ''jsut beated some hoes from the street,nobody was catching thses hands'' with blood noses,scratches and more.

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